"Try Me." (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

When Jasmine meets Niall, her life changes. The boy with secrets needs love and he wants hers. Jasmine has never been anything but normal so why would he even look at her? When she finds out Niall wants her, she's going to make the biggest mistake she could make: mess with the bad boy.


"Try me Horan." She whispered. He smirked.

"I will." He said.


1. Chapter 1

I walked through the door of my house. I turned around quickly and slammed it shut. I kicked my blue converse off and ran up the stairs and into my room. I jumped onto my bed. No one was home so I had the house to myself for a while.

"What to do, what to do." I whispered to myself as I stared at the ceiling. I jumped up and grabbed my laptop. Quickly,I logged onto Twitter to check any new tweets.

'@Im_Marie_Hbu hanging out with my bf' I rolled my eyes and looked at the picture. Marie and Jason were kissing. Marie was a cheerleader. Jason was a football player. Marie had straight blonde hair, tan skin, and blue eyes. Jason had black hair, pale skin, and grey eyes. They were opposites but still perfect. I scrolled down some more. There was nothing new so I logged off. I looked at my clock.

'5:48' It read.

"Shit!" I yelled. I had to meet my little brother at football practice to pick him up. I put my long brown hair into a messy bun and slipped on some black Toms. I grabbed my keys and ran to my car. As I quickly got in I saw a black range rover parked across the street.

"What the hell?" I whispered as it drove away. I drove as fast as I could to the football field. My brother ran to my car.

"Finally." He groaned. "I've been waiting."

"For like 10 minutes so shut the fuck up." I replied angrily. He rolled his eyes. I drove back to our house and he jumped out and ran inside. I pulled my keys out of the ignition and followed after him. I saw that he had run into the kitchen so I went in there.

"Jasmineeeeee." He whined.

"Noahhhhhh. You sound like a 5 year old. What?" I questioned. He opened the fridge.

"Will you make some food or something . I'm starving." He whined. I rolled my eyes and nodded. I walked over to him and grabbed the eggs he was handing me.

"Omelettes?" I asked as he smirked and nodded.


"Oh my god." He said patting his stomach. I giggled.

"Do I make good food or what?" I asked jokingly. He nodded. I picked up our plates and walked over to the sink.

"When do you think mom and dad will be back?" He asked suddenly. I looked at him.

"I don't know." I shrugged. It was true, I didn't know. Our parents were ALWAYS on business trips and they always left me with a 15 year old. I'm bloody 17 and I have to take care of my little brother like I'm his fucking mom!

"Okay. I hope they're back for my first game though." He said smiling. I tried to smile back, but I just couldn't.

"Come on. Let's get to bed." I said trying to sound tired. He yawned and nodded. We ran up the stairs to our rooms and I changed into my basketball shorts and sweatshirt, my usual sleepwear. There was a soft knock on my bedroom door.

"Come in." I answered. The door opened.

"Good night Jasmine." Noah said. I smiled and ran over and hugged him.

"Good night." I replied. He nodded and left my room. I smiled to myself and jumped into my bed.

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